Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 365
Mo Lin stopped on a piece of sand a hundred meters away from Yinchanzi, and said lightly: "A master of Zen Buddhism, it seems like that, I can't catch up with you, but it's not that hard for you to escape from my pursuit." Easy, we just keep consuming it and see who consumes whom.”

"Haha, do you really think that this Zen master will not be able to leave? Since you are so confident, then I will let you experience the teleportation magic weapon of Zen, Thousand Miles Flash!"

While speaking, Yinchanzi had a lavender disc in his hand, and the space around him began to slightly distort with the light emitted by the disc.

"Mo Lin, before we leave, there is something that Zen Master Ben thinks it is necessary to remind you. Just now, when we were fighting against you by the small river, Ben Zen Master has already sent a signal for help to my teacher. When we meet again next time, I will Let's see how you can deal with the siege of the eighteen Vajra Zen masters of my Zen sect!"

Afraid of what to come.

The reason why Mo Lin pursued him all the way was because he was worried that Yin Chanzi would ask the sect for help after he escaped, and wanted to kill him at any cost.

But after chasing for a long time, he fought back and forth four times, but he failed in the end.

now.

What he was most worried about finally happened.

One silver cicada is enough for him to deal with, and eighteen Zen masters who sound good, how can he deal with it?

Mo Lin didn't stop Yinchanzi from activating the magic weapon in his hand.

He knew he couldn't stop it.

A door of space appeared beside Yinchanzi. It only took one step to leave this isolated island and appear in an unknown space hundreds of miles away.

Merlin decided to give up, he had tried his best.

Yinchanzi looked at Mo Lin with a proud face, seeing that Mo Lin was not frightened and angry, and rushed over to stop him in a panic, his eyes were a little disappointed.

His feet have already touched the edge of the portal, as long as he falls down, he will completely get rid of Mo Lin's pursuit.

Thousands of miles, the secret teleportation tool of Zen Buddhism, although the actual teleportation distance is only four to five hundred miles, it is enough for life-saving escape.

Yinchanzi raised his foot and fell towards the door. The escape for most of the day made his nerves tense to the extreme. If there was another fight, he really didn't know if he could hold on.

He said that Mo Lin couldn't help him, but he knew in his heart that he was at the end of his battle, otherwise, he definitely wouldn't just give up like this.

But just when Yinchanzi's tense nerves were completely relaxed, and he was thinking about whether to recuperate and heal his wounds after passing away, or to find a good-looking girl to vent out first, his falling feet suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Then, his whole body stiffened, his face was pale, his eyes were quickly filled with unbelievable horror, and his whole body suddenly turned into a statue, standing there motionless.

I don't know when.

Yinchanzi has an extra arm on his chest.

This is a man's arm.

Rolling up the sleeves, revealing white and tender skin, not thick, but well-proportioned, no muscle knots, but not weak.

This arm protruded from the portal, the forearm above the wrist was exposed, and the entire palm was completely inserted into Yinchanzi's chest.

The place where it was inserted was a person's heart, and even a strong Martial Emperor would not be able to survive with his heart pierced.

So the silver cicada died.

He couldn't even scream, blood gushed out from his nose and mouth, and fell limply to the ground.

The palm that killed Yinchanzi retracted, holding Yinchanzi's bloody heart!Disappeared in the portal.

Soon, a foot stepped through the delivery door, and then a person walked out.

This is a middle-aged man who looks to be about 40 years old. He is not tall and has a thin body. He wears a brocade robe that rich people in Yunlan Kingdom often wear. Lower body, after murmuring a few words that others could not understand, he looked up at Mo Lin.

Mo Lin stayed on the spot in a daze.

What happened just now gave him such a shock that he stopped breathing.

What shocked him even more was the middle-aged man who suddenly came out of the portal. He was no stranger to him, and he was a member of the treasure hunting team.

He came from a mid-level family in the imperial city, and assembled a team of a hundred people for the treasure hunt, but in the end, they all died in the hands of zombies and the eldest prince except him. This was his own explanation, and Mo Lin vaguely remembered it.

In order to save some hope for the family, he also offered not to participate in the battle of revenge against the two Jin Chanzi, hoping to find a chance to leave when Mo Lin rushed out of the Three Jiangs Realm, and Mo Lin also gave him two extra storage items Bag of treasure... How did he appear in Yinchanzi's portal?
Mo Lin still remembered his name—Yun Feiyang.

"Mr. Mo, I lied to you. My real name is not Yun Feiyang."

Seemingly seeing through Mo Lin's thoughts, the middle-aged man bowed to Mo Lin with an apologetic face.

"So, who are you?"

"My little monk, whose Dharma name is Wu Chi, comes from the Zen sect of the Eight Desolations."

In a word, like a lightning strike from the sky, the hairs all over Mo Lin's body exploded.

"Zen? Shameless?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something, raised his hand and scratched his head, and the black hair fell off, revealing a bald head, and then wiped his face again, the sharp-edged, resolute and rough face disappeared immediately, It was replaced by a slightly shy and delicate face, judging by the age, it looked like eighteen or nineteen years old at most.If Bai Litouhong was present, he would definitely recognize this guy who was brought into the Three Jiang Realm with Lei Huo by hanging on his teeth.

"Are you with Jin Chanzi and Yin Chanzi?"

Mo Lin's thinking is so quick. As soon as the self-proclaimed shameless monk showed his true face, he guessed a lot. He gathered his spirits and watched vigilantly at this well-behaved, well-behaved, but amazingly powerful boy like the boy next door. little monk.

"They come from the same division, but they have no intersection."

The little monk's voice has also changed, clear and immature, this is his original voice.

"You were also ordered to avenge Xue Chanzi? Or do you want to bring Ouyang back to Zen? Also, since you and Yin Chanzi are brothers in the same school, why did you kill him?"

Mo Lin didn't want to guess what the purpose of this guy who looked so weak, but was actually so unfathomable that he couldn't even see through the true and false horizons secretly activated, so he directly asked the doubts in his heart.

The little monk maintains the posture of a boy worshiping Guanyin, and his two arms protruding outside are as white as snow. No matter how you look at it, you can't tell that these hands killed a third-level martial arts king effortlessly just now!
"Mr. Mo is only half right. The little monk came to Qixing Island with the mission of revenge and recovering the master's treasure, but there is also a mission to find a chance to kill the two senior brothers, Jin Chanzi and Yin Chanzi. This is all thanks to the young master, if it wasn't for your help, the little monk wouldn't be able to get it easily."

"Don't fucking embarrass me."

Mo Lin narrowed his eyes, looked the little monk up and down, and said coldly, "What did you do to Ouyang Leihuo and the others?"

(End of this chapter)